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 It was Saturday. Gun-Ho vacated his room from OneRoomTel and loaded up his car with his belonging.
 "Once I took out all my stuff, I certainly do have a lot of stuff. I didn't know that when they were all in the room."
 Gun-Ho had to travel back and forth three times between his room and the parking lot to load up all his stuff - off-season clothes, a laptop, a blanket, books, etc. There were a lot. He had to throw out a few books and left-over soju from the refrigerator, such a waste. Gun-Ho received a call from his aunt when he was loading the car while panting heavily.
 "Gun-Ho? You don't go to church these days, do you? A person must believe in God."
 While he was busy in loading stuff, his aunt talked to him for a while, trying to convince him to go to church.
 "Auntie, I gotta go. I am in the middle of moving. Why don't you call me later?"
 "Oh, oh, are you moving? Where are you moving to? You must be moving to a nice place. God already planned our lives. If you let me know the address, I will stop by. There must be a church in the area. If you believe in God, you will be blessed."
 Gun-Ho desperately wanted to hang up the phone while his aunt kept talking and talking; it drove him crazy. If he responded to any of what she was saying, she probably would add more saying to it. So he just simply answered with yes, yes.
 "Are you listening? You have to go to church. Oh, and have you had the chance to go to that philosophy hall that I told you about? You haven't?"
 "I don't believe any of those."
 His aunt had talked for at least 30 minutes before she finally ended the call.
 "I should have ignored the call… well, why does she go to a philosophy hall? She is going to church; she is even a deaconess."
 Gun-Ho laughed. Finally, he finished moving and laid down in his new room. It was hard work, and he felt somewhat relieved. He went out having Jjajangmyeon (noodle dish topped with black bean sauce)and came back, and laid down again.
 "Tomorrow is Sunday. Maybe I want to go to Bucheon to see friends. Maybe, I'd better check if the internet is working."
 The new place already had internet working. That was nice. These days, many landlords made the internet service ready to use, in addition to providing a refrigerator, a washer, and an air conditioner; that way, the room was rented out quickly.
 "I do like the internet speed here. Let me see. Let me search the philosophy hall in Gangnam, that my aunt talked about. Was it Jinyeo Philosophy Hall?"
 Philosophy halls do advertise their service on the internet, showing their addresses and phone numbers. There were a lot of philosophy halls.
 "Oh my, we have this many philosophy halls in Korea? Do they even make a living?"
 Gun-Ho found Jinyeo Philosophy Hall. Their main number was displayed.
 "Let me call them for some fun."
 It rang a few times before an old man picked up the phone in a gruff voice.
 "Jinyeo Philosophy Hall. How may I help you?"
 "I'd like to talk to the head of the hall."
 "This is he."
 "Oh, hello. Do you by any chance open tomorrow? It's Sunday."
 "We don't do consultation on Sunday. I go to the mountains on Sunday."
 "Oh, you do mountain climbing."
 "No, not mountain climbing, but mountain prayer."
 "Mountain prayer? I see, then I will call you again next time."
 After he hung up the phone, Gun-Ho giggled.
 "Mountain prayer? My a*s. I am sure he goes mountain climbing, not mountain prayer. He knows how to play his role. Anyhow, I want to hear what he has to say about my f*cked-up life."
 Gun-Ho went to work on Monday.
 The director told him to get work instructions from Mr. Kim. The worksite Mr. Kim brought Gun-Ho in was not the plastic injection molding site, but a washing room for plastic drums. He could smell strong chemical odors.
 "All of our new workers have to start from here."
 "This is a washing room."
 "We wash plastic drums and also crush plastics here. After you work with the washing team, then with the crushing team, and then you will work with an injection machine."
 Gun-Ho got angry. He wanted to scream that he didn't come here to wash the damn plastic drums but to operate the injection molding machine. Mr. Kim's smiling facial expression said it all: take it or leave. He already moved all his stuff here; he is in a hard-pressed situation. He wanted to ask the director for an explanation.
 "I joined the company as an injection molding machine operator."
 "I know that. But our company policy requires every new employee to spend 3 months working at the washing site and crushing site."
 "F*ckers!"
 Gun-Ho almost said it but suppressed the urge. Washing and crushing plants usually generated bad odors. Especially crushing plants produced loud noise; that's why they often had a high turnover rate. And probably that's why Gun-Ho was placed in these plants to fill the empty jobs. Gun-Ho was thinking; maybe it was not a bad thing to work in that site. The work would be a little hard tedious physical labor job, but he would get paid the same salary.
 "All right. I will start with the washing job."
 There was another worker already working on the site; he seemed in his 50s. He handed a pair of rubber gloves and a scrub brush to Gun-Ho. He had a blank face and he was quiet.
 "You need to pour the chemical residues in the drum here. If the chemical remains got in contact with your skin, they will cause blisters and itchy skin; so please make sure you wear arm covers when you work. Also, you need to be extra careful not to let the chemicals into your eyes."
 "Sh*t!"
 Gun-Ho blurted out a curse word. He did as the senior worker instructed. The senior worker proceeded to the cleaning process. He first wiped off the plastic drum with an air suction device, then sprayed some mixed chemicals, and then cleaned with a steamer. The last step was to clean them with water; this was Gun-Ho's job. After washing 100 drums, he felt dizzy and spinning, while also feeling severe lower back pain.
 "Can I have a break?"
 The senior worker looked surprised. He probably thought what Gun-Ho had done so far was not hard enough to earn a break.
 "Suit yourself. We usually take a break every two hours. You have worked for almost two hours, so why don't you just keep working until then?"
 The senior worker was way older than Gun-Ho, but he kept working without a break and he was strong. He probably had done physical labor work all his life.
 "I felt dizzy working the same washing job all day long."
 Gun-Ho passed out once he returned to his room after work.
 "I should have passed the exam and taken the level-9 government job…"
 Not being able to become a level-9 government employee would be his lasting regret. If he could go back to Noryangjin, he would study so hard like he was ready to die if he didn't pass the exam.
 "I… I… didn't study hard when I was in school. This is my punishment for that."
 Gun-Ho felt deep sorrow.
 "This is how people develop chronic illnesses and depression. Sh*t! Let's just drink."
 Gun-Ho went out in his comfy sweatpants and bought three bottles of soju from a convenience store.
 The next day and the next day, he kept washing the drums at work. All of his body ached, his arms, neck and especially his lower back. He applied pain relief patches on his body.
 "I think I have to find a new job."
 Then he thought in desperation that the life of a factory worker would be the same everywhere.
 "The work itself was ok when I was in Pocheon. They just didn't pay…"
 When he worked in Pocheon, he had spare time after work; he sometimes went to the PC room in the evening and played computer games. Here in Yangju, it was far from that life. He always passed out after work at home, no more soju or computer games. He received text messages from some of his friends; they asked Gun-Ho to come to the high school reunion, and one of the friends who had a nice job invited Gun-Ho to his wedding.
 "I should give up on marrying someone, shouldn't I?"
 Gun-Ho thought hard; it seemed impossible for him to get married. He had no girlfriend; it just seemed impossible for him to start a family for now and also in the future.
 "My life will end working in a small factory forever… Hew." Gun-Ho sighed.
 Gun-Ho drank everyday after work in his room. Looking at his reflection in the mirror, Gun-Ho thought he looked so old; he hated it. Suddenly, he thought of that philosophy hall which his aunt mentioned the other day.
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 This is the story of a poor young man whose poverty even shreds apart their family willing to climb his way through society and into the top. A very realistic novel that moves away from fantasy and sci-fi and focuses solely on the issues of society and life.
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 Nourish the noodles, play the important minister! Li Huaiyu, the princess of Danyang, who was arrogant and domineering and harmed the ruling and the opposition for eight years, had gone. On the day of the new emperor’s accession to the throne, Qiqiao bleeds and died in terrible conditions.
 Hundred officials celebrated, and all people cheered: evil is rewarded! Good death!
 However, for the first seven days, Princess Danyang resurrected her corpse and became the fourth lady of the White House.
 what? Is this Miss Bai Si a fool? Helpless? Still getting robbed of relatives?
 Huaiyu took the case: “It’s really unreasonable!”
 Fighting wits is a blockbuster, and there are thousands of people helping each other. With her Danyang Princess, are you afraid that this fool’s fate will not be changed?
 But, who can tell her, just over the wall, why did she press Ziyang Jun Jiang Xuanjin?
 …
 “Have you ever loved anyone?”
 “Loved.”
 “How to love?”
 “In the beginning, I tried every means to make her stunned.”
 At the end, I tried everything I could, only wishing her to be successful.
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 Old Xujiazu’s grave is smoking! 
 The old lady Xu, who became a grandmother, is pregnant again! 
 The old and strong old man Xu walks with wind! 
 The daughter-in-laws of the old Xu family began to tremble. No matter their mother-in-law gave birth to children, there were many young ancestors in the family. How can they be suffering these days? 
 In the arms of October, the old lady gave birth to a beautiful girl named Fubao. 
 The days of the old Xu’s house suddenly became mysterious. 
 Fu Bao: “Mother, I picked up a rabbit!” 
 Fu Bao: “Father, is this gold?” 
 Boss Xu: “Sister, help your eldest brother take a look. Will there be a harvest if you enter the mountain today?” 
 Xu Lao Er: “Fubao, how is the second brother to you?” 
 Xu Laosan: “Bao, you have to bless your third brother to pass the exam this time, come back and bring you a big flower cloth!” 
 Sister Xu, Sister Xu, and Sister Xu: “Her sister-in-law, don’t move, just let us
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 Bunga kembar, penampilan unik kakak perempuan itu, adalah harapan seluruh keluarga, dan telah ditetapkan sebagai proto surga.
 Karena kelahirannya yang tidak menyenangkan, ia menjadi memalukan bagi seluruh keluarga.
 Kakak perempuan Penatua Jin Zunyugui, dia tampak kedinginan.
 Kejahatan hati manusia mencurahkan ular berbisa.
 Tepat ketika klan menjilati saudara perempuannya, berharap bahwa saudara perempuannya dapat berlindung di klan, para suster “pergi dengan sedan yang salah.”
 Ular beracun ini bahkan menikahi Protoss, dan menjadi bencana bagi seluruh orang …
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 When you grow up, you’re mine.
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 Lu Feng, with her fiery character and short temper, only had one fatal weakness. That was the lukewarm and soft Xu Mu.
 There were so many youths in the capital, yet she took fancy to none of them. She instead sought after her newly arrived neighbor’s sweetie and secretly planned to kidnap him home.
 Until one day, the two became cousins…
 Lu Feng: … That nutrient-rich water cannot flow into someone else’s field!
 Xu Mu: =v=
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 Xu Mu: What am I to you?
 Lu Feng: You are my sweetest candied fruit!
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 In their previous life, Xu Mu and Lu Feng were married for only half a year when she died in battle. Xu Mu couldn’t bear the news of her death and followed her three days later.
 Who knew that after he died, time flowed backward and returned him to their childhood. Xu Mu sat on his bed, dazed. In this life, he needed to think of a way to first find his wife, then chase her with all his strength. Only until he made up their past life to her would he “leave”.
 Xu Mu: Last life, I didn’t love you enough. This life, I want to love you even more. Starting from innocent little childhood friends to the grey-haired and weak elderly, I will not let you go.
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 A shocking design that took her for the first time. The once-loving and sweet love affair was ruined coldly. 
 “Since you are pregnant, get married. It just so happens that I don’t like you, and you don’t like me either.” 
 The cold and evil Yin Sichen casually dropped a contract: “We are just contracted couples.” 
 Gu Xixi was about to breathe a sigh of relief, but unexpectedly the man who signed the contract ignored her resistance and declared his possession of the whole world. 
 Yin Sichen, what are you going to do? 
 Yin Sichen smiled evilly: “Wife, we should have a second child!”
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 The whole life of Li Jingzhi could be concluded with one sentence: His ups and downs in life is all due to Si Luoming. When he was young, he dreamed to be a person like him…Till the end she finds that he hated her, especially when she “murdered” the one in his heart indirectly. Since then, he has never hidden his hatred for her. And then she knows her life has already been messed up all these years…
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 Baby, why don't you serve me tonight?
 Baby, since I'm yours, you are mine as well.
 His words are magnetic and seductive, making her heart race.
 The Han Family’s Han Luo is a beautiful, smart, and sensible child; everyone loves her. That aside, the friend of her elder cousin – who she affectionately calls ‘big brother’ – has his eyes set on her.
 Han Luo’s fondness for her big brother has grown over time, but as the fondness grew, so did his bullying. After all, it’s not his fault that he can’t control himself when she’s being all cute!
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 In her last life, everyone said that Su Ling had a good life, a matchless beauty born from a high family. Her father was the Great General of Zhen and her elder brother was a high official of the Supreme Court.
 She was married to Prince Jin as his consort and two years later she became the empress of Great Zhou.
 Nobody can compete with someone so honorable.
 Like this, in the first year of Yanxi era, Duke of Zhen deserted the army just before the war, and so, the Su family was accused of treason.
 Su Ling died in the back palace after giving birth to a son.
 When she opened her eyes again, she had become the daughter of a fifth-ranked grand scribe—Qin Shu.
 Waking up from the dream, although she will no longer be concerned about the fickle man, but she has no choice but to re-enter the palace once again for the child she had given birth to.
 On the day of the draft, the emperor leans against the Dragon Throne with drooped eyes and without a word while rubbing his eyebrows impatiently.
 Even while signing, he never lifts his eyes once.
 Until Qin Shu walks in, and with the exact same face as Empress Su, says: Wishing the emperor boundless happiness, good luck, and a long life.
 Up the throne, the emperor suddenly raises his head. He looks absent-minded and the tea cup falls to the ground.
 Desperately whispers: Ah Ling.
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 Ling JingXuan, a secret international doctor and killer. Can save people with one hand and kill with the other. Right or wrong, both paths without exception would cause people to be terror stricken. One morning he crossed over, with only four bare walls for a home and was also given two free stir fried little buns. Ling Jingxuan can’t help but be speechless.This life, can this pit be any bigger? 
 Yan Chengrui, Qing dynasty’s only prince with a title of General. On his first mishap on a mission, a good man forcibly became a slave wife. There was no one who was not disappointed from the imperial family. But, don’t know when slave wife learned it but poison concubine’s poison was incomparable, who dares to try to straighten him out? 
 “What? 30 Wen? You’re robbing from people, so expensive!” 
 One day of the month of a certain year, Ling Jingxuan takes the two little buns to the market to buy living necessities.These five year old little buns after hearing the price have to hold back their red faces. Fried little hands rigidly held onto the broken wallet, Ling Jingxuan suddenly wanted to cry but had no tears. Sons, we earned money but not spending it, don’t tell me its left for the foals? 
 At the end, it was obvious they carried two liang of silver. Stuff that was sold at the last minute were the cheapest. Seeing the smile of satisfaction from the little fried buns, Ling Jingxuan secretly vowed. One day he would develop them into super meat buns，a rich 2nd generation family!
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 Transmigrated into a novel after her death, Su Jin has an engagement with Lu Xi, the legendary and unrivaled male protagonist, that was arranged between their families. After the revelation of her identity as the adopted daughter swapped at birth, she had no right to the engagement; that belonged to her sister, the female protagonist. In fear of interfering with the novel’s ending, she avoids him… But why is he ignoring the female protagonist and chasing her instead!
 The Perfect Fiancé Code:
 1. Support his fiancée
 2. Unconditionally support his fiancée
 3. Protect his fiancée unconditionally regardless of who or whom is present
 Lu Xi felt that he should be able to accomplish this.
 Su Jin: QAQ, please don’t do this…. I’m supposed to be the cannon fodder sultry ex-fiancée that you were going to dispose of!
 Lu Xi: I have always been waiting for the moment that the 22-year-old Su Jin, you, would finally open her eyes.
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 Du Xiao Li, the legendary person all look up to, yet couldn’t ward off the ridiculousness of fate!
 Opening her eyes once again, the steady and calm her was still shocked senseless by her own withered little hands, and the leaking and windy rat infested surroundings before her eyes.
 Both parents dead, three meals uncertain, and her only property was this shabby house and a cute little big brother.
 What the hell is all this!
 Buying a mountain top, planting fruit trees, opening winery, fermenting fruit wine, and developing a supply chain. From then on, profits poured in from all sides, bringing along big brother to lay down a family fortune and become rich!
 Making close friends, kidnapping a prince, fighting villains, a peasant daughter can also live calling the wind and rain, laughing in face of the world!
 Oh? This little guy looks pretty good, come plant a fruit tree for me then! How about also set a kiddy engagement?
 With the roll of his eyes, the small child, who was currently being enslaved to plant trees gave her a cool turn of his back.
 One separation, several years later, seeing this tall, rich, and handsome emotionless prince tell her with an ice cold face that she and him were already engaged, and moreover have long sealed the deal with a kiss, letting her take responsibility. He really was that little handsome boy from before?!
 Du Xiao Li speechlessly look to the sky: I don’t want to be a princess consort! Can I get a refund?!!
 The cold face prince, with a face full of grievance: You said before that once sold, can’t be returned. A few years ago, I’ve already obediently gave myself to you. In these years I’ve always carefully obeyed your teachings, keeping myself pure for you. How can you heartlessly abandon me now?
 Du Xiao Li’s jaw was about to drop to the ground: Alright then, seeing that you’re this obedient, you can come home with me!
 A certain young master charmingly smiled: This husband shall comply!
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 She is the much loved and spoilt ninth princess of Xi Liang country. She embarked on the road to Central Plains (Zhongyuan) for an arranged marriage. He is the almighty and powerful crown prince. Because of a political marriage, he is forced to marry a foreign princess. He has his own beloved concubine, Zhao Liang Di. She has her own life, escaping from the palace to ride horse, disguising as a young man, chasing thieves, sending lost children home and drinking wine. Initially, their lives are like two parallel lines, never intersecting. However, the fight for power and position in the eastern palace, endless gossip, and hidden murderous intentions lead her to get involved step-by-step.
 After surviving a near death experience, she suddenly recalled what happened three years ago:
 His blind date with her ​​in the desert,
 He beheaded the white-eyed wolf king in Tian Gen mountain for her sake.
 They held a grand wedding on the prairie.
 However, he also brought her disaster, a bloody genocide …
 River of Forgetfulness, to forget a love.
 When her memory returned, how should she choose?
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